such traces as, in the long afterward, served to identify
the book and give the rock the other name, the one it
bears to-day - "Bible Rock, where Quonab, the son of
Cos Cob, used to live."



Chapter 8. The Law of Property Among Our Four-Footed Kin

Night came down on the Asamuk woods, and the two in the wigwam
were eating their supper of pork, beans, and tea, for the Indian
did not, by any means object to the white man's luxuries, when a
strange "yap-yurr" was heard out toward the plain. The dog was up
at once with a growl. Rolf looked inquiringly, and Quonab said,
"Fox," then bade the dog be still.

"Yap-yurr, yap-yurr," and then, "yurr, yeow," it came again and
again. "Can we get him?" said the eager young hunter. The
Indian shook his head.

"Fur no good now. An' that's a she-one, with young ones on the
hillside."

"How do you know?" was the amazed inquiry. "I know it's a
she-one, 'cause she says:

"Yap-yurr" (high pitched)

If it was a he-one he'd say: